She’s the Reason I Can’t Watch Porn Anymore…

It all started a few days ago.

What can I say? When you live in a city under lockdown, life can be lonely. I’m sitting here alone, all by myself.

Books, Netflix, and YouTube can only grab your attention for so long. With no chance of real social interaction, I’ve given into more, let’s say, primal urges.

Before I knew it, I was back on trusty old Pornhub. For a while I clicked around, watching random videos before I was awestruck by a certain pornstar. I will not name her here, since my tastes can be a bit… special.

I scurried all over Pornhub for every single one of her videos. Once I couldn’t find any new clips, I visited some other pages. Still, it didn’t even take half the day before I was out of new material.

Eventually my urges drove me to some less secure pages. As I clicked from Google result to Google result, I felt like I was wading through a morass of degeneracy.

I opened page after page, most likely turning my system into a festering pit of malware and viruses. Well, I didn’t really care; I was hooked on this girl and I wanted to find more of her.

It took me a while, but eventually I found a scene I hadn’t watched before. It wasn’t anything special, pretty much your typical porn scene with cheesy music and even cheesier acting.

As the video started to play, something caught my attention.

Down at the bottom, between other related videos, there was one that looked different. The title was gibberish, the preview the grainy image of an attractive woman that seemed to stare at me. It was unnerving, yet strangely mystifying.

Postponing my immediate pleasure, I decided to investigate and opened this video in a new tab.

When I clicked play I saw a grainy, low saturated view of a room. It reminded me of those old home videos.

The camera was completely still, pointing at the woman from the preview. She was sitting on a chair at the back of the room, wearing nothing but black lingerie that hid almost nothing of her voluptuous body. Her hands played with her long, dark hair in a bored, almost distracted manner. It seemed as if she was unaware of being filmed.

As I continued to watch, the video gave me a strange vibe. There was something wrong about it. Yet, as second after second passed, nothing happened. She just kept playing with her hair. I was about the close the video when the woman suddenly looked up and focused on the camera. Her intent stare startled me and it felt almost as if she was staring directly at me. A sly smile appeared on her face and her eyes grew a tad bit wider.

All right, now we’re on to something, I thought.

For a second she bit her lip, and inhaled deeply, pushing out her heavy breasts.

A moment later, she threw her head to the side and giggled. I looked wrong, somehow. Her head was hanging at an angle that made me think her neck was broken. It lasted only for a few seconds before she was smiling again. No, I realized, she was grinning.

She moved forward to the edge of the chair and slid to the ground. There was something sensual about the way she moved her body, sensual and dangerous, reminding me of the way a snake moved.

She slowly pushed herself up on her elbows, her face still showing that same hungry grin. Then she began crawling forward.

No, not crawling. The way she moved was entirely wrong. It was as if she was slithering forward. Her arms entangled her body, moving over every inch. For a moment she threw herself onto her back, and a strange sound escaped her throat. It was a moan, but at the same time it wasn’t. It started high-pitched and ecstatic, but sizzled off into a sort of hiss.

This was one of the strangest things I’d ever seen, but I couldn’t help but lean forward. I was rock-hard as I watched this strange woman.

“Why don’t you come over here,” she whispered as she stared at the camera.

Again, her voice trailed off into this strange hissing sound.

She was quiet for a moment, unmoving, staring at the camera as if waiting for an answer.

I expected some guy to enter the scene, but instead she continued on, slithering towards the camera.

The closer she got, the more details I noticed about her. There was something about her hands, her fingers. They looked malformed, almost claw-like. When she closed her eyes and reopened them, her blue eyes that had been there before had been replaced by something green and snake-like.

I had to admit, whoever had made this weird fetish video knew what they were doing.

By this point, she’d almost reached the camera. Once more she stopped, again staring at the camera, but this time with such intensity that I could almost feel her stare on me.

“Don’t be shy,” she whispered and for the blink of an eye I thought I saw a snake’s tongue flash between her lips.

She crossed the remaining distance and pushed herself onto her knees in front of the camera. I waited for her to stand up, but at that moment I got a better view of her feet. They looked strange, as malformed as her fingers or… grown together?

A feeling of unease washed over me, but a moment later all I could see was her face. It was right in front of the camera. Her mouth was twisted into the same hungry grin, but with each passing second it grew wider, almost dividing her face. Her eyes blinked once, twice, before she spoke again.

“Well, if you won’t come over here, maybe I should come over there,” she hissed.

With that, her claw-like fingers grabbed a hold of the camera and she began pushing her face against it. At first she was only slightly touching it, but soon she pushed herself hard against the glass. All the while her hungry were staring directly at me.

I sat there, frozen, my erection all but gone, watching the strange spectacle in front of me.

And then it happened. It was a moment before I closed the video, but it looked almost as if my screen was bulging outward.

I cursed, sweating heavily. What the fuck kind of video was that? Who the hell got off to shit like that?

Well, I thought, after the initial shock was over, probably quite a few people.

I laughed at my little freak-out. Man, there’s some weird shit out there on the internet.

I shook my head and went back to the video of my new favorite girl that I’d discovered before. Man, just seeing her lying on the bed like this made me hard again.

When the action in the video started, I got ready for some action of my own. I’d barely started when I noticed something. Back, far back in the room’s corner, I saw a figure. A female one.

At first I thought this might be a threesome, but I quickly realized there was something wrong about this figure and I knew what it was. The same dark long hair, the same weird fingers and the same weird movements.

The snake-woman slithered through the backdrop of the scene, inching closer to the action on the bed. I froze, staring in absolute disbelief at what I was seeing. How in the hell was something like this possible? This made no sense!

Over the cheesy music and the moans of the two actors, I heard her hissing voice again.

“Now, why are you so shy?”

She slithered onto the bed, joining the two people already on it. She moaned and giggled as she entangled the woman, snaking her body around hers. A moment later, she pushed herself up again, twisting her body into an angle that made you think her spine had popped. She got a hold of the man, pushed herself against him and smiled at me.

The two actors continued their scene, oblivious to the giggling intruder that had joined them. All the while, her eyes rested solely on me and all the while her hungry grin remained.

The moment she pushed herself off the bed and up against the camera again, I closed the video. Fuck this! Fuck this site, fuck this video and fuck whatever this thing was!

It had to be some stupid trick. Some dipshit’s idea of a prank. Uploading this strange video of a snake-like woman and then altering all the related videos to fuck with people.

Yeah, it would a ton of work. Hell, it’s probably impossible! I just tried to reason with what I’d seen.

After that, I didn’t watch porn anymore. Instead, I stepped away from the computer altogether and decided to read a book. God knows, maybe sitting in front of the damned computer for a whole week had done something to my brain.

When I got up the next day, however, I was right back on Pornhub. By then, I’d already struck up what had happened at some strange internet mystery and moved on.

The moment I opened the very first video, though, I saw her again. She was lurking in the back of the scene, smiling at me from afar before she slithered towards the camera once more.

I don’t know how many videos I opened or how many pages I visited, but she was always there, always lurking somewhere in the background as if waiting for me.

At first it was only in porn videos, but a day later I discovered her in others. She appeared in YouTube videos and on streaming platforms. Hell, I even noticed her in a freaking Netflix movie.

I tried to reason with myself again. This had to be some super advanced computer virus. Some piece of complicated software that altered videos and replaced segments of it with this weird creature.

While I was scanning my computer, desperately trying to prove to my theory, I saw something from the corner of my eye.

I jerked around, but the moment I looked it was gone. I could’ve sworn there had been something on the ground, something that slithered towards me from the back of the room.

As I’m typing this now, I don’t dare to look anymore; I don’t dare to even move, because I can feel her hungry eyes on the back of my neck. And every so often, I hear a low hissing sound from right behind me.

I know I’m not just by myself anymore. I’m not alone anymore, but dear God, I wish I was.